She is not territory, she is temple (Sonnet) ― Abhijit Naskar, Kral Fakir: When Calls The Kainat

She is not a territory to conquer,
she is a temple that grants
entry only through trust,
even the gaze must be earned.

I’ll never get down on one knee,
if I do, I’ll get down on both knees –
absolute surrender, nothing left out.

I don’t wanna be a tourist, a passing fling,
I am a pilgrim to your love, to your life,
and at times when you permit, to your body.

By default all women are my sisters,
I may make an exception if I lose my heart,
even then my conscience wouldn’t allow filth,
till I’ve earned her unwavering trust.